CirceA Poem by ObscurityNoneNone to let go.Reaction out of the ordinary, did not expect it Neither suspected was the turn Reminding me of an age old rule Time is limited, never will there be enough To myself I believed there may come a day One which I'll speak, and get to know you The realization of that gone to past Leaves one surprised, though seldom does that happen I have not a slight clue, nor a sure chance Though deeply, I was tied, by that which I did not know Beholden to your words, and awaiting your return. © 2013 ObscurityNoneAuthor's NoteReviews
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StatsAuthorObscurityNoneSan Jose, CAAboutI Cannot Live Without: 1. Physical well being/appearance 2. Ambiance 3. Meaning 4. Incalculables 5. Possibility TURN, TURN, TURN by Steve Conte on Grooveshark more..Writing
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